A/N: Finally got around to doing this Helena/Helena META fic~

Do enjoy~


The Better Helena

The Commander was a dutiful man. Or at least, he liked to tell himself that.

Mainly because, despite how hard he worked, he was often easily distracted by his subordinates. Be it Shigure and Yukikaze who wanted him to settle an argument between them, to Fletcher who desperately needed aid organising her swarm of sisters on a field trip, to Illustrious who wanted to have a pleasant chat with him or Laffey who wanted a nap on his lap; the list of girls who wanted his attention was plentiful, and often led his work to being incomplete.

Perhaps because of that he'd enlisted two secretaries instead of one. Initially he rotated through various girls, getting a feel for them and finding who would be the best fit for him – until soon he found himself settling on Helena... and her recently-arrived counterpart, Helena META. The two girls, so alike in looks but so different in personality, were both hard-working but also tender enough to turn people away without unnecessarily hurting feelings.

Though in the process of enlisting them both, he'd overlooked one fact. A rather crucial one, at that.

They didn't like each other.

''Here's your coffee, Commander.'' The sweet voice of Helena stirred him out of his thoughts.

''Hm? Ah, thank you.'' Putting on a smile the Commander accepted the proffered cup of coffee, taking a sip before setting it down next to his paperwork. ''It's good.''

Helena beamed and chirped a thanks – when Helena META came over too, smirking slightly as she set down a plate with a slice of sponge cake on it, some frosting on top and curled puffs around the rim. ''Here's your cake too, Commander. Made it myself~''

Smiling at his other secretary – pretending not to see Helena's pout – he accepted the plate and plucked the fork up, slicing off a modest portion of cake and popping it into his mouth. Tasting of vanilla with a sugary-sweet icing, it was delicious.

He told her as much. ''It's lovely. Thank you.''

''Hmph. Glad you liked it.'' Smiling saucily she turned to walk away, though not before shooting a smug look at her non-Meta counterpart.

The two Helena's glared at one another, sparks flying between their eyes – and completely oblivious to the Commander who sighed, smiling exasperatedly. This was far from their first 'competition' over his attention and, to some extent, affection. He wasn't oblivious to that, contrary to what the girls thought – he was well aware both were pining for him. The love-hearts drawn on notes and subtle stares hinted at that well enough.

He liked them both quite a bit too. While he wouldn't go so far as to say he loved them... he did have feelings for them. Both of them. Which led to a peculiar conundrum; he wasn't sure how to love them both without the other getting mad. Confessing to one would just break the heart of the other, not that he could bring himself to pick one if he even had the option. Thus left the only reasonable option in his mind; confessing to both of them.

'Hm...' The Commander thought to himself, rubbing his chin. 'Maybe if I... yeah, that might work...'

Nodding to himself he brought a fist to his mouth and coughed – getting the two Helena's attention. ''By the way, Helena.''

''Yes?'' Both answered in unison, before immediately shooting glares at one another. Sharing the same name came with obvious problems.

The Commander paid that problem no mind, however. ''Could both of you come to my room tonight, at about eight? I have something to talk with you two about.''

''O-Oh? Sure...'' Startled Helena agreed, a pink blush colouring her cheeks.

''Affirmative.'' Helena META was much more composed, but the heat reached her cheeks too – betraying the fact her mind went to certain places.

The Commander just smiled at that and thanked them once again; refocusing on both his work and his snacks as the work day continued.

X-x-X

Hours passed, and soon nightfall came.

And as per promised at exactly eight o'clock, knocking rattled his door.

''Come in.''

The Commander called the words out lightly, sat on the edge of his bed and still in his white officer uniform. His room was dark, lit only by some lamps and the air cool from the draft that crept through his window frame. Light poured into the room briefly as Helena META opened the door and sashayed into his room, followed by a pouting Helena before the more demure cruiser shut the door behind her, plunging the room back into a dim light.

Smiling the Commander stood up. ''Thanks for coming. I wanted to talk with you two about something in private.''

''In your room, no less.'' Helena META noted aloud, eyeing him.

''Mm. More privacy that way.'' He half-lied, chuckling sheepishly. ''I like you both quite a lot, see.''

''Like...'' Helena trailed off, her cheeks going pink. ''A-As in...?''

''Like-like.'' Saying it made him sound like a schoolboy; the thought making the Commander chuckle ruefully. ''Romantically, I mean. I like both of you evenly and I'm not about to choose between you, so I was wondering if you'd be up for... sharing, me?''

A long pause. Helena looked away with reddening cheeks, lips moving but unable to make any sounds beyond a soft stutter, whilst Helena META stared at him long and hard – as if gauging whether he was being truthful or not. She must've deducted it quick enough as she too blushed pink and tilted her head away, one hand raised to her cheek as if to hide that fact, but neither woman outright denied his suggestion.

And after a long minute, Helena was the one to break the silence. ''I... guess we could try...?''

Helena META glanced back at her counterpart, then hummed. ''I suppose.''

The Commander smiled and stepped closer to the two cruisers, wrapping an arm around each and pulling them flush against his sides – before boldly he leaned in and pecked both girls on the cheeks. Their cheeks burned with embarrassment. ''Relax, we'll work it out. Right?''

The two Helena's shared a look, before in unison they hummed. ''Right.''

Then with little warning Helena META cupped his cheek and tilted his head to the right – allowing the bolder cruiser to suddenly lean in and kiss him. It was sudden and rough, startling him slightly, but the enamouring feel of her lips coaxed him into the kiss; his shoulders relaxing as he reciprocated. Helena META dragged the kiss out, both of them humming into it as they savoured what was probably her first kiss.

The need to breathe soon drew them apart, both exhaling a soft breath and inhaling another – when Helena cupped his other cheek and made him look to the left, allowing her to be the one to kiss him next. He was more prepared this time and took the initiative, kissing her more firmly and earning a muffled mewl from the submissive cruiser, her soft pink lips fitting nicely against his own. He pulled away from the kiss after a few moments but Helena wanted more, barely letting him draw a breath before the blue-haired cruiser pulled him into another kiss, the two of them making out more.

''Mmph...'' Humming into the kiss the Commander took a step back, sitting down onto the bed and guiding his two newfound lovers down with him; Helena on his left and Helena META on his right.

Breaking off the kiss with Helena he tilted his head to the right, allowing Helena META to get her fill too; her kiss more forceful and wanting than Helena's. He relished them both, his hands resting on their hips as he took turns making out with the two blue cruisers. However the META of the two was more impatient than her gentler counterpart, and when he leaned over to kiss Helena again she pushed her face into his neck – lustfully kissing his neck as he made out with Helena.

''Mn...'' The Commander shivered at the lewd feeling.

Helena META wasn't done though. Her boldness showing she slid a lithe hand down into his lap, and then unzipped his pants in a single smooth motion – shoving her hand inside. He didn't resist, blood rushing south as he felt her slender fingers slide over his boxers, searching, until soon she found the button and undid it, allowing Helena to take his slowly-hardening cock out. Caressing it between her fingers the META Ship-Girl started to stroke it, getting him harder and harder until soon he was erect and throbbing in her hand, the feeling leaving him groaning.

Quickly he got hard, giving more for Helena META to stroke – not least because of the fact that both girls were pressing themselves against his sides, letting him feel their ample busts press against him. Feeling bold the Commander slid both his hands up from their waists to their chests, groping them both and earning a squeak and grunt respectively; only encouraging him to languidly fondle the two cruisers. Though they were far too busty for him to grope fully that certainly didn't stop him from trying, his hands dipping into their dresses and slipping into the cups of their bras, groping their boobs lustfully.

''Ah~'' Helena let out a cute moan, somewhat shy as she caressed his neck, keeping him in the kiss.

The Commander certainly didn't resist, making out with Helena freely – their lips smacking together erotically. At the same time Helena META busied herself with his neck, kissing it whilst her hand continued to stroke his cock – forming a ring with her index finger and thumb and pumping his cock that way, the slight tightness making him moan into Helena's mouth. And in turn tempted him to be a little rougher; groping their breasts more firmly and sinking his fingers into their warm flesh, his fingers sometimes sliding over nipples and coaxing out sighs and grunts from the two women.

Then Helena META suddenly shuffled backwards sliding; laying herself down across her front and slowly stroking his cock, her breath tickling the tip – before she licked it. The Commander grunted at the sudden wet feeling, pleasure searing his tip as the vixen slithered her tongue over and around the head, her slow strokes only amplifying the feeling. Helena herself wasn't ignorant of that, pouting slightly as she pulled him into a deeper kiss, her tongue pushing past his ajar teeth and into his mouth; finding his tongue and wrestling with it.

''Mn... guh...'' Groaning back he wrestled her tongue with his own, swapping spit as her twin started giving him head.

Helena META though was a tease if nothing else; her tongue swirling around the tip and lathering it in her saliva before finally taking the head between her perfect pink lips – sucking firmly on it. Her lips slid up to the very tip before she went back down, taking him in just past the head before bobbing back up again. Then she took another inch in, then another; gradually accepting more of his girth into her mouth and lubricating it with her saliva, pausing only momentarily to pull back and spit before she stroked it in with her hand.

Soon though Helena wanted in on the action, and with a soft whine pulled her tongue out of his mouth, panting, before laying down on her front too. The Commander shivered at the sight and unhanded their boobs, putting his hands behind him instead and watching attentively as Helena unbuckled his belt and yanked his boxers down – forcing Helena META to pop her lips off his cock in the process.

And in unison both Helena's tried to get at his cock; inadvertently kissing with his cock trapped between their mouths. They pulled back momentarily, startled, but with a lustful sort of determination Helena leaned back in, sliding her tongue over the head of his shaft. Helena META did the same, licking around the head before sliding up to the tip – and soon started to tongue-wrestle Helena, their wet appendages pushing and curling around each other with his cock trapped between them.

''Ohh...'' The Commander moaned blissfully at the feeling. ''Helena...''

The two Helena's looked up at him in unison, blushing as they continued to fight over his dick. After a second Helena META pulled back, feigning the need to breathe and allowing Helena to take the lead – the more demure cruiser showing some boldness as she swallowed the first few inches up, taking him into her hot mouth. More of his cock disappeared between those pinkish lips of hers, his position giving him a perfect view of how her lips pursed and firmly held his cock, taking him in deeper, then deeper-

-until he hit the back of her throat and Helena pulled back, coughing lightly. Helena META swooped in like a vulture and took the tip of his cock between her own lips, smoothly sliding down his saliva-coated shaft and deep-throating him suddenly and pleasurably – the wave of heat that shocked up his cock leaving him moaning. On instinct alone he laid a hand on the back of her head and pushed her down, loving how hot and wet her throat felt, doubly so when Helena META boldly started to suck when he was partway down her throat.

After a few seconds the need to breathe took its toll; wet, shaky grunts and coughs spasming up her throat – before with a wet gasp Helena META reared her head back, her lips leaving his cock. ''K-Kuh...''

The Commander groaned and grabbed the base of his cock, feeling some sticky saliva there, and guided the tip to their lips. Both Helena's leaned in, blushing as he slapped the tip against their parted lips, almost as if deciding between the two – before he guided it to Helena's lips, and laid a hand on the back of her head. Knowing what was coming Helena braced, and then promptly gagged as he yanked her nearly all the way down his shaft, her virgin throat parting for his cock, her gag reflex nearly triggering in the process.

''G-Ghk... guh...'' Shoulders spasming Helena endured the feeling, eyes screwed shut as he pulled her up a little and then pushed her right back down again – bobbing her along his cock in short, rough bobs.

''Ahh, that feels great...'' The Commander murmured out, playing with Helena META's hair almost idly – moaning when the bolder cruiser replied by taking one of his balls into her mouth, sucking on it strongly.

The stimulation was rapidly becoming overwhelming, pleasure pulsing and surging up his shaft – prompting him to pull Helena up and off his cock. The cruiser took a moment to cough and catch her breath, brushing some blue hair from her face and wiping her lips dry, before with a blush she went back to kissing the head of his cock. Helena META joined her after a second, both girls smooching and licking his cock, riling him up and forcing stiff, silted moans out of his throat.

''You two...'' Tightly the Commander grit out, his breathing short and fast. ''Ah... I'm about to...''

Pleasure surged up his shaft, hot and unstoppable, doubly so when they both sucked on the tip together-

-and with a sharp grunt the Commander blew his load. Thick white ropes hit both Helena's in the face; splattering across their lips and tongues and arcing up their cheeks, earning yelps from the duo. Grabbing his shaft Helena META hurriedly jerked him off, the pleasure so intense his hips jerked up and more semen spurted from his shaft – his load accepted into Helena META's mouth as the Ship-Girls abruptly throated him, swallowing the rest of his cum-load.

''Mlph- hah~'' Until soon she popped her lips off the tip, panting. ''Heh... enjoy that, Commander~?''

''Yeah...'' Breathing the word out the Commander leaned back into the bed, catching his breath.

Until the sound of mewling and snickering made him tilt his head down – and his face heated up as he witnessed Helena META holding Helena by the shoulders and licking her face clean, tongue methodically licking up every last drop of semen. Only when Helena's face was cleaned up did she lean back and glance up at the Commander, smirking, but in a moment of consideration she backed off and let Helena take the lead; opting instead to shuffle past the Commander and grab some tissues from the bedside table, wiping her face clean.

The Commander's attention shifted to Helena however as the demure cruiser climbed onto his lap. Blushing at his gaze she started to strip in front of him, undoing the metal latches and braces on her clothes before shrugging out of her dress, peeling it off and abandoning it by the wayside – leaving her straddling him in a pair of black bra and panties. The latter didn't last long; pushed down her knees and stepped out of, one hand half-heartedly covering her bare womanhood from his gaze, prompting him to nudge that same hand to the side, laying his hand on her hip-

-and earned a squeal from Helena as he suddenly rolled them over, pushing her onto the bed with him atop her.

''Heh, sorry.'' The Commander cheekily smiled, winking. ''I'll be on top.''

''F-Fine...'' Bashfully Helena conceded, though didn't look all that off-put by the prospect.

The Commander chuckled at the thought and spent a moment to shove his pants and boxers off fully, kicking them off his ankle and shuffling between Helena's slightly-spread legs, one hand stroking his slick cock and rubbing the tip against her folds. Biting her lip Helena endured the teasing, whimpering as the head nearly slipped in only to just slide up her slit. Her thighs twitched when he teasingly slapped his cock against her sex and pushed just the tiniest bit of the tip inside, the anticipation finally coaxing a whine of want out of Helena.

With a smile the Commander stopped teasing her, lining himself up – and with a tight grunt he pushed inside. Slick, searing flesh enveloped his shaft, clamping down on his girth as he slowly but firmly pushed inside her. Helena grasped onto the bed sheets and gasped, back arching off the quilt as he inched in deeper, spreading her clenching walls apart and soon forcing a moan of pleasure from her throat, her eyes screwed shut and her head tilted back.

''Mn... ah, Mn... yeah...'' The Commander quietly puffed out, pulling back halfway before pushing back in – easing the last few inches of his dick inside her, soon bottoming out. ''Are you alright?''

''Y-Yes...'' Shakily Helena agreed, smiling tentatively and offering her hands – tempting him to grab them, fingers sliding between hers and holding her hands.

Pinning those same hands to the bed the Commander slowly pulled out, her tight tunnel gripping him – before with a groan he drove himself back inside her. Helena moaned throatily at the feeling, walls tensing around his girth as he began to fuck her; his firm, rhythmic thrusts pumping him into her slick depths easily. As she got used to his girth he gradually picked up speed, sliding himself into her heat and coaxing out moans and mewls from his lover, their flesh smacking together each time he drove himself inside her.

Helena META was far from inactive though. Returning from cleaning up her face she got behind him, cooing as she pressed her bust against his back – the lack of cloth telling him she'd stripped too whilst he wasn't looking. The nude vixen snaked her arms under his own and started unbuttoning his shirt, kissing his nape and even humping him slightly, helping push him inside Helena even easier. Helena moaned happily at the feeling, legs remaining spread as he filled her again and again, their joined parts afire with pleasure.

''Mn, ah, ah- Mmph~'' Helena's moans were silenced with a kiss; releasing her voice into his mouth.

Still sensitive from his previous orgasm the Commander daringly sped up, the clapping of flesh growing louder and more frequent, as did Helena's muffled moans – until he broke off the kiss for air. Helena's moans freely echoed through his bedroom, cut short only when Helena wriggled a hand free and clasped it over her mouth in embarrassment – but Helena META reached past him and pulled that arm aside. Not only that but the META ship got out from behind him, leaving his shirt unbuttoned and instead sitting behind Helena's head.

And then yanked her black bra up. Helena squeaked; face reddening to a scarlet hue as her ample breasts were laid bare to his gaze, the arousing sight tempting his now-free hand down onto them – groping her boobs as he railed her pussy. The fleshy smacks of flesh grew louder as he sped up, surrendering to his lust and throbbing against her walls, his end becoming closer and closer, his shaft throbbing against her smothering walls.

''Hah, Helena, gonna cum...'' The Commander managed to get out a short, tight warning. ''Need to pull out...''

''Don't.'' It was Helena META who purred the singular word, eyeing him lustfully. ''Finish inside her.''

''H-Huh?!'' Helena squeaked, surprised. ''B-But-!''

''Do it.'' The purr in Helena META's voice was one of domineering authority. ''Cum, Commander.''

Even as Helena babbled out confused stammers Helena META reached out, pressing one delicate finger down on Helena's pelvis – over where her womb was, telling him what she wanted him to do. The mere thought pushed the Commander to his limit, heat lancing up his cock in a rush and his hips thrusting forth wildly, wet 'pap-pap-pap' sounds echoing through the air as he slammed into Helena's quivering, tightening vagina.

Until Helena herself couldn't endure it any longer. ''C-C-Command- hyaa~!''

A cute, embarrassed cry forced itself from her lips, her whole body tensing up – and with a stifled growl the Commander blew his load inside her. Thick ropes of seed splattered across her walls, smeared about her clenching insides as he kept thrusting, going balls-deep in her again and again until his stamina peaked, and he buried himself in deep and went still; moaning as he let her wring the rest of his seed out.

Beneath him Helena kept riding out her own high, spasming and jerking as pleasure shocked through her; gradually coming down from her high with a whine. Only when the Commander reared his hips back did she truly stir out of it, mumbling something incoherent and flickering her half-lidded gaze up to him, purple eyes embarrassed, but not mad. If anything she looked a little bit happy, behind the embarrassment.

''...sorry...'' The Commander apologised breathlessly.

''I-It's fine...'' Helena breathed, shivering as his seed began to leak out of her. ''If it's you, then... I-I don't mind...''

''Hm. Knew you wouldn't.'' Helena META purred, petting her counterpart on the head before shuffling past her, hungry eyes on the Commander. ''On your back. I'll be on top.''

Faced with such domineering eyes the Commander could only agree, shuffling back a bit and then leaning back, giving room for Helena Meta to straddle him. The META Ship-Girl smirked slightly, red eyes intense as she stared into his eyes, one hand grasping his shoulder and her other grasping his dick – guiding him to her slit. She rubbed the head against her lips, her arousal easily evident as the tip dipped inside her a tiny bit, the teasing making him shudder.

And then with little warning Helena META eased herself down; moaning as he pushed inside her. The META cruiser felt eerily similar to Helena herself, her walls clamping down around his shaft as he went in inch by inch, easily bottoming out inside her given how relaxed she was. Unlike Helena herself though the META ship wasn't interested in taking it slow; a fact she made clear to him by lifting her hips up, and then smacking herself back down with force.

''Mn!'' The Commander grabbed one of her hips, feeling her curves as she moved. ''Damn, Helena...''

Helena META just smirked and leaned in, mashing her lips against his own in a rough, passionate kiss. The Commander reciprocated wholeheartedly, parting his lips when her tongue brushed against them and meeting her own tongue halfway – tongue-wrestling with the cruiser and giving her ass a firm grope. She hummed into his mouth, snaking her arms around his shoulders and bouncing on him with sensual rolls of her waist, taking his cock deep inside her slick heat.

The friction felt all the more intense after two back-to-back orgasms, tempting the Commander to thrust up into her – earning a mutual moan from the both of them. Helena META pulled back from the kiss at that, the string of saliva hanging between them snapping after but a moment, and then without missing a beat she dove right back in; roughly kissing him and devouring his lustful groan. Succumbing to his growing lust the Commander slid his hand up to her bare breasts and groped her tits, using both hands and easing himself down onto his back.

Helena META hastened that process; breaking off the kiss with a sharp exhale and planting her hands on his chest, shoving him down onto his back.

The Commander grunted at that, gaze darting to her hands before flickering up to her face. She smirked sexily at him, teeth sinking into her bottom lip and biting hard as he hit a sweet spot inside her – prompting he to bounce up-and-down more than she did roll her hips, the slightly different angle plunging him balls-deep into her. Flexing her muscles made her tighten and tense blissfully around him, her clenching tunnel forcing more moans from his throat and tempting his hands back onto her waist, yanking her down his dick.

''Fuck, Helena...'' The Commander finally let loose a curse, unable to quell it in the face of such raw, passionate pleasure. ''Don't stop.''

''Oh I don't intend to~'' Helena META cooed out – voice tightening up when he hit a sweet spot inside her.

In response the Commander bucked his hips roughly upwards, fucking a throaty moan from the cruiser's lips, her head tipping back as she kept smacking herself down onto him. Her movements became faster and more hurried, focused more on getting his cock inside her than anything else, his shaft scraping her walls each time it went in and melting her mind. He wasn't oblivious to how fast she was breathing, only in part due to exertion, and responded by slipping a hand down to her waist and thumbing her clit – rubbing the little nub about.

''Myn~!'' Helena META bit her lip hard. ''Yes, yes yes yes-!''

Flesh tightened, squeezing heat up his shaft – and as he listened to Helena META swear he suddenly couldn't hold the heat back.

''Hele- Nn!'' And with a stifled shout he blew his load.

The sudden splattering of warmth inside her made Helena META gasp, red eyes wide as his thick seed flooded her tightening tunnel – and her own throat closed up as her orgasm hit. Silent beyond a few grunts the cruiser convulsed on his cock, eyes screwed tightly shut as she orgasmed and her lips forming a thin line, blood painting her bottom lip a pretty red hue. Jerks spasmed at her stomach and her shoulders curled inwards, sharply spasming when another spurt of heat filled her womb, undoubtedly knocking her up. Considering her actions, she clearly didn't mind the prospect.

''Mn... ahh...'' Panting Helena Meta rocked her hips lightly, stirring him around her cum-covered insides – until with a moan she lifted herself up and off his cock, letting it slip out from her sex.

The Commander relished the sight of the nude cruiser, eyeing her from her slender shoulders and plump breasts down to her curvy waist and cum-dripping slit, one hand idly coming up to grope her thigh. Helena META smirked at that, amused more than anything else... when her eyes lit up as she got an idea. The Commander didn't need to ask what idea that was though as the cruiser was more than happy to demonstrate it; turning her back to him and crawling over towards Helena.

And without warning her counterpart she got on top of Helena. ''Commander, are you able to go another round~?''

''H-Huh?'' Startled Helena looked up at her red-eyed counterpart, then past her at the Commander. ''O-Oh... I see...''

The Commander didn't need to say anything. Faced with two naked Helena's, the META one atop the original one with drooling lips bare to him – it was inevitable. Thus without resistance the Commander got up onto his knees and shuffled behind the two cruisers, one hand one his cock and the other laying itself on Helena's pelvis, helping spread her open as he lined himself up-

-and then with a moan the Commander slid right on in. Helena let out a sharp moan of delight, her walls lovingly smothering his cock as he was back inside her once again – the feeling made all the lewder thanks to the sticky cum still inside her. Cum that he smeared into her walls as he pulled partway out, and then slammed right back in; fucking a sound of pleasure off her tongue. One that Helena META devoured with a sudden kiss.

''Mmph?!'' Helena's eyes widened as her counterpart kissed her; shocked silent by it.

Helena META didn't mind though. Smirking into the saucy kiss she made out with her startled counterpart, deliberately pushing her ass back at the same time and bumping back against the Commander's stomach, the warmth of her sweaty flesh turning him on. So much so that he wrapped an arm under and around her stomach, pulling her back-and-forth towards him as he pounded her counterpart beneath her.

The lack of penetration didn't make the faux-humping any less arousing, a low moan escaping Helena META as she made out with Helena; the more submissive cruiser starting to kiss her back. The Commander took that moment to suddenly pull out, his cock escaping Helena's vice – and with naught but a quick ass-grab lined himself up and plunged deep into Helena META.

''Mmph~!'' Helena META tensed, pleasure rippling through her curvaceous body.

The Commander hissed in similar pleasure; gripping the cruiser's waist and fucking her much more roughly, his shaft slamming up against her innermost parts as he pounded her from behind. Moaning lustfully the META cruiser shoved herself back, gladly impaling herself on his dick, but Helena herself wasn't idle. With a demure smile she slid a hand down between her and Helena META's bodies and started rubbing her clit, the extra stimulation forcing a moan from the META cruiser's throat.

Breaking off the kiss momentarily both Helena's drew a quick breath before going right back at it, throwing their tongues into the mix and swapping spit, a thin line of saliva running down Helena's cheek. The erotic kiss fuelled the Commander's own lust, a groan escaping his throat as he pounded the META ship harder, his pelvis smacking firmly against her ass and his cock spearing balls-deep inside her.

That was until he yanked his slick dick out, and plunged back into Helena again.

''Mmph~!''

With vigour the Commander pounded her, relishing the tightness that squeezed his shaft – before then pulling out and plunging back into Helena META. Again and again he swapped between the two women, his hands holding hips, smacking asses or thumbing clits, winding them both up as he railed them and working them up. Cries and moans were muted by passionate kisses between the two of them, their tongues swapping spit relentlessly and smearing it across their lips, the kisses muffling their voices.

Until soon Helena reached her peak.

''Mm~! C-Command- ah!''

Wet flesh tightened around his retreating cock – and with a grunt the Commander pulled out just as Helena came. His dick pressed against Helena META's sex and pushed right on into her slippery slit, forcing a hoarse moan from the cruiser's throat as he savagely pounded her from behind, his cock hammering and hilting within her sensitive sex, pushing her to her limit as well. A process hastened by the hand that spanked her ass.

''Hah!'' Gritting her teeth Helena finally climaxed; a strained moan forcing itself out of her throat.

The Commander couldn't endure it. Feeling her slick, slippery heat smothering his shaft he gasped, rapidly pulling out and jerking himself off – before with a moan of pure satisfaction he came, shooting his load across the two women. Ropes of cum hit Helena META's ass and the back of her thighs, several spurts hitting lower and making a mess across Helena's pelvis and quivering folds, her thighs not spared from his milky heat.

''Ah, hah...'' Stamina waning his hand slowed down, the last of his load spurting onto Helena's pussy – before with a groan he leaned back a bit. ''Wow...''

''Mm, yeah...'' Helena META breathed in agreement, laying herself atop Helena, cuddling up against her more demure counterpart.

The Commander smiled wryly and laid himself atop Helena META too, squishing her between Helena and him... and, in the process, squishing Helena more – earning a quiet 'oof' from the blue-haired cruiser.

'Heh.' The Commander buried his face into Helena META's hair, inhaling her scent and nuzzling her shoulder. 'I could get used to this'

As could the two cruisers, as he would learn in the weeks to come.

Safe to say any differences they had were settled, after that night.

[END]